Drop Kick Me Through The Goal Posts of Life

Have you ever had the time where God will just flood you with stuff? I mean, I open my bible and something jumps out. Oh how interesting. I then catch something on the radio, read a blog, read an article in a magazine, and/or flipping through the channels and all of it will hop out and say "Yo! Listen up!"

Just me, huh?

What is really cool is when things will stagger. I'll just finish a book or devotional and then the very next thing I pick up or listen to goes right along with it.

Of course, there are times when all of that happens and I still cry God where are You?? Why can't I hear You? Are You listening? You're playing cards aren't You?

I wonder if there is solitaire in heaven.

If there is would God win all the time?

Sorry. Bunny trail. I some times lose focus. Okay, a lot. But that's neither here nor there.

Where was I? Oh yeah, getting slipper slapped - but oddly in a good way. We are doing a bible study with this book.And can I just tell ya, it's been pulling back the curtains on some things. If that wasn't interesting enough I'll come across several things that goes right along side it.

I think this week has been showing me just how much I haven't been believing God's word. I've gone through some rough stuff and I've noticed my Thomas attitude - if I can't see I don't believe it.

Again, when did this slip in??

I heard an interesting comment this week - we need to answer the Genesis question. Adam and Eve didn't want to come out to see God and when they said we were naked God asked 'who told you that?'

Who have I been listening to? Because if I'm believing what God says then why am I acting the way that I am?

Uh-oh.

I can easily list off all my negative stuff - from physical appearance to habits to thought patterns and everything in between but what I never thought of was that is not what God says about me.

I had to roll that one around in my head for a while.

While kicking that around, I quickly found out that I didn't believe a lot of things I claimed to believe in. And that's when I felt myself flying through the goal post. Duh!

I can almost picture an angelic commentator - "here we go folks, after years of having the Word in her life and in her face she looks like, wait. Yes, she looks like a light bulb has finally gone off above her head. There it is! The realization of what was right in front of her finally sunk in. The angels that are assigned to her, cuz you know she's "special" are all sighing with relief. Here it comes! He kicks, she sails, and SCORE!!"

Okay, so I don't watch sports and that fell flat. But it does say that we have all of heaven cheering us on so it could sound like that.

Or not.

So I've been doing some spiritual weeding. Did not realize how many functional gods were floating around. I thought I was low maintenance but I can see a lot of things I've been using to keep me 'fixed'.

Which I chuckle cuz Joyce's series on rejection was talking about keeping one's self fixed on things not of God.

I was telling my friend I was sort of complaining to God that I didn't think I was a very good writer (or anything for that matter). Her response was the same as God's only God put a bit more snap to it.

During prayer, I was interrupting a solitaire game so God cut to the chase and asked why I didn't think I was good at anything. Before I could answer He beat me to it and it came down like this.

"So what you're saying is if you don't get a lot of comments or pats on the backs or the nod of approval for all you do then you don't feel like you're any good, is that it?" asked God.

"Wow, I wouldn't quite phrase it like that." I stammered.

"Really? I thought that was being PC. I could have just said you're being envious of things you are imagining. You want acceptance, you're afraid of being rejected so you go to great lengths to try and keep from experiencing it yet you are desperate for people to get you."

"Ow."

"It's not to say bad you. It's to show you this is what's going on, now we can move along. You are craving approval. When will you get it that you already have Mine?"

"But I'm in situations where all I hear is bad me."

"Who have you been talking to? I don't say that about you. I say you are more than a conqueror..."

"I stay at home and make a casserole." I whined.

"How many times do you need to be reassured of this?"

"Seventy times seven?" I sheepishly ask.

"You know you are doing what you are suppose to be doing."

"But the whole skill thing? I don't see being a mom as a skill. We have children and we do the best we can so how is that a skill? Homeschooling? I don't know what a participle is and why does it dangle? Dinner? I have created - a casserole that someone always turns their noses up at and complains."

"Do you know how many kids out there right now that would love to have a mom like you? Would love to eat and could care less about what it is?"

"Oh no. You're going to play the starving children thing on me to get me to eat my veggies, aren't You?"

Chuckling, "I thought I would give it a try although it didn't work for your Mom."

"Oh You had to bring her up."

"Well now that you addressed it - why do you let her words have more of an impact on you than My words?"

"Oh my, look at time."

"Remember, you have My Word. What I say matters."

"Okay, right now - with it just You and me - I get that. But how do I keep my focus on that when things are staring me in the face and I have this track record that says differently?"

"...but one thing I do, forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead. Phil 3:13"

I repeated all of this to my Hubby and he sort of snorted at me. He said I'm funny, I will always be funny and some of the stuff I come up with is a riot. He also said I seem to have some sort of blogging addiction and thinks I need professional help.

If he only knew. (evil cackle)

So what about y'all? Who are you listening to?

Figure it out quick or you may find yourself floating through the air like me. I've just landed - face first - into the end zone with my butt up over my head. I think maybe, just maybe, I need to work on believe what God says for once.